I parked at the corner of the street and rushed to feel the water. As if making a meditation I placed my two hands above the water, without noticing I was wearing sandals. It didn’t matter. Sand and sea bathed my skin. A smile was instantly sketched into my face. I felt happily fool.
A tropical storm was about to hit in a few hours the west coast, all my plans for today were disrupted, but I had to feel Joyuda…my Bali, my healing road, the place that neutralizes me, the peaceful sound of the waves that gives me peace.